You’re the positive, the optimist, the day time. I’m the negative, the pessimist, the night time. I have good days and bad days but lately they’ve just been bad. I lash out on whoever is closest to me and only if I know they can handle it. That’s not really an excuse though. I promise to get used to you and your mannerisms if you promise to deal with mine. I’ll work at getting “better” if you give me some time.
Well i wrote your name and burned it, to see the color of the flame, and it burned out the whole spectrum as if you were everything.
"Party rocker, foot show stopper. More shampoo. Never one, club popper. Got a hangover like too much vodka. Can't see me with ten binoculars. So cool."
I submit no excuse, if this is what I have to do. I owe you every day I wake. If I could I would shrink myself and sink through your skin to your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt, but I am too weak to be your cure.
Oh I swear to you, I'll be there for you, This is not a drive by. Just a shy guy, looking for a two ply hefty bag to hold my love. When you move me everything is groovy, they don't like it sue me, mmm the way you do me.
Your tongue is a rudder, it steers the whole ship. Sends your words past your lips, or keeps them safe behind your teeth. But the wrong words will strand you, come off course while you sleep, sweep your boat out to sea or dashed to bits on the reefs.
Where have you been, all my li-i-i-i-i-i-fe, Where have you been, all my li-i-i-i-i-i-fe, Where have you been, all my li-i-i-i-i-i-fe, Where have you been, all my li-i-i-i-i-i-fe (x 1 million)
So is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with, cause I've seen more spine on jellyfish; I've seen more guts on eleven-year-old kids. Have another drink and drive yourself home, I hope there's ice on all the roads. And you can think of me when you forget your seat belt and again when your head goes through the windshield.
Oooooooooh! Make me come alive, Come on turn me on, Touch me, save my life, Come on and turn me on, I'm too young to die, Come on and turn me on, Turn me on, Turn me on, Turn me on, Turn me on (x 1 million)
And even if her plane crashes tonight, she'll find some way to disappoint me, by not burning in the wreckage, or drowning at the bottom of the sea.
For Gray-Card’s Year End Top 5 Photo Extravaganza!
1- ‘Flora #38 161016’ - (Mixed media)
“Defocused #451” (28/03/16)
‘Untitled reflections #362′ -(30/01/16)
4- ‘Mothers pearls #39′ - (05/12/16)
Summer sunset from A.K.’s - (09/01/16)
It is no secret I Love Gray-Cards’ inclusive photographic events.. For their fun year end- Top 5 extravaganza,
I thought I would do something different and share five photos/mixed media works from this year, which I am still happy to look at. I tried to pick a nice mix which reflects the craziness which is me, and how I like to move from one style to the next, as I am easily bored, or easily excited, I can never quite tell. From scanned mixed media (using a 35mm negative scanner), to self portraits, cityscapes at sunset, abstracts in focus and de-focussed, this was my 2016! .Thanks Gray-Card for this wonderful annual all inclusive event! keep up the great work! matthew.